Speaking Of Which, Would You

What Were You Two Doing Last Night, Discussing The National Debt?

I Felt Like - Like I Don't Know What. Like This Wasn't Real. Like I Was In Some Goth Version Of A Bad Sitcom. Instead Of Being The A/v Dweeb About To Ask The Head Cheerleader To The Prom, I Was The Finished-second-place Werewolf About To Ask The Vampire's Wife To Shack Up And Procreate. Nice. - Jacob

I Was In Disbelief That I’d Just Explained My Dreary Life To This Bizarre, Beautiful Boy Who May Or May Not Despise Me. Bella Swan

I Used To Dream About Him All The Time," Sunny Whispered To Me. "every Night. I Kept Hoping The Seekers Would Find Him; I Missed Him So Much...when I Saw Him, I Thought It Was The Old Dream Again.

I’m Just Going To Do What I Want Now, And Let The Chips Fall Where They May.